Secret Admiration: Finding True Love After Prison

Chapter 227 An Eye for an Eye

Dalton seemed completely lost, staring blankly ahead while everyone around him buzzed about the cello performance.

It was as if he had drifted away from reality.

Lydia's heart raced with anxiety.

She cautiously glanced at his expression and softly called out, "Dalton..."

But he didn't respond, caught in his own world.

Just then, Walter approached. "Ms. Lydia Stone, Mr. Aniston wants to see you."

Startled, she instinctively looked over at Chandler, meeting his intense, cold gaze.

A knot tightened in her stomach. She knew something was off.

Feeling guilty about her actions, she gently tugged on Dalton's sleeve, hoping he would say something to ease the tension.

But he remained utterly unresponsive, lost in thought.

With a resigned sigh, Lydia followed Walter to Chandler.

They entered a dimly lit corridor, where an unsettling silence

hung in the air.

of liquid down in front of her, his face.

a chill run down her spine. "Chandler, what

casually smoking a

drink it yourself, or should I

aversion and was filled with contempt for

her lips

highlighting his striking features

a cloud of smoke, not bothering to look at

welled in her

interjected, "Ms. Lydia Stone, you're perfectly capable of drinking this yourself, so please don't make me force

cheek. "Chandler, Meryl didn't drink it. Please, let me

powerful ingredients to

"She didn't drink it because she was saving it for you. Did you even consider the consequences of messing

crushing his cigarette butt underfoot, clearly unwilling to waste any

on Lydia's

to Dalton, her standing with him would

lip, she finally said,

watched with a smirk as

immediately, a loud rumble echoed from her

an urgent

she turned a corner, she found Dalton blocking